Curse of the were-woman

I left the bar one night and I was completely drunk. So instead of taking a normal short walk home, my drunken self thought it would be a good idea to walk through the dimly lit park by myself.

I got to the middle of the park and the clouds above me seemingly parted to reveal the huge full moon that was out today. Being drunk, it somehow seemed so amazing to me so I stopped and stared at it.

As I did, I noticed a shadow moving around near me, it was moving quite fast, as one second it was moving in front of me and the next it was behind me. I started to get nervous until I heard the voice of a woman telling me to relax.

I turned towards the voice and watched as she stepped into the moonlight. The woman was gorgeous and entirely naked. She had the largest tits I’ve ever seen, I’m not even sure if there’s a letter for the size.

Her ass was just as big. Bouncing up and down as she swayed her way towards me. As she did, I noticed she had this look on her face. It was looking at an animal, one who lusted for something.

She told me she had to be with me, and again being drunk I was easily convinced. She approached me and started to rip my clothing off, literally ripping them. Once I was naked she got on her knees.

She started giving me a blow job, and as she did the moonlight around us started to get brighter. I looked down at her and noticed she was changing. Her ears had become pointy and I swear another set was growing on the top of her head.

As she continued I felt something sharp poking into my dick, almost like her teeth were getting sharper. As I watch her more things began to change. Several parts of her body start to grow long thick hair.

It covered her arms from just underneath the shoulder all the way down to her fingers. Small patches grew covering her nipples and vagina, and finally, it covered from just under her wide hips, all the way down to her feet.

It was almost like she had become a wolf-girl hybrid of some sort, but I chalked it up to my brain creating it all, so I wasn’t able to tell this was wrong. I continued to let her suck me off until a tail grew out from atop her ass.

Once it had fished pooping out it seemed like her transformation was complete, with it she got more aggressive. She removed my dick from my mouth and pushed me into the grass, then she sat on top of me.

She stared into my eyes, and it was like an animal about to consume her prey. She slid my dick inside her and started to pleasure herself with it. She was crazy and way more forceful than I was used to, but something about it was magical.

After a few minutes she cummed, exploding all over me, and before I had a chance to cum myself or even pull out, she moved her face in close to mine, and suddenly she bit me in the neck.

It was extremely painful, so I pushed her off of me and jumped up. I looked at her on the ground and she seemed to be celebrating. I yelled at her asking what the hell her problem was, and she replied nothing now.

She ran off saying it was my problem now and she was free. She had to be as drunk as I was, she was batshit crazy. I grab what was left of my clothes and quickly run back to my home, passing out as soon as I got through the door.

I woke up the next morning hungover as hell, my body felt like absolute shit. It was like I had gained a ton of weight. I slug myself to the kitchen to brew some coffee to try and help me wake up.

I get to my coffee maker and notice it’s a lot closer to my head level than it had been before. It was like my counters had gotten taller, or maybe I had gotten smaller. I shrugged it off and started the coffee.

I then head to the bathroom as I felt like I was about to piss myself. I did what I normally do, go in, lift the toilet seat, and aim my dick. The problem with that was I couldn’t seem to find my dick this time.

My dick was that small I know it, so I look down to try and see it, but I can’t see anything below my chest. I had some things attached to it for some reason. Annoyed I reach up and try to pull them off, which was a bad idea.

I pulled them with a little bit too much force. I hadn’t thought that they were actually attached to me, so I wasn’t expecting it to both hurt a bit and feel so good. After I called down from that sudden experience I continued to softly feel them.

I knew exactly what these were, two massive breasts, the same size as that woman I slept with last night, but why did I have them? Was this what she meant by my problem now? I can’t be a man walking around with massive tits like this.

That was when it hit me, had I not been able to find my dick because I wasn’t a man with massive tits, was I a woman with massive tits? I reach down and get my first introductions with my new private parts.

The lack of cock and balls confirmed it, I was no man. I run my hands around my body and can tell that every about me had changed. My ass was so much thicker, I’d even say it was bigger than the woman from last night.

I was in disbelief, how was this possible? I feel another burst of pressure from my full bladder and look back at the toilet. I had to use it, and there was only one way for me to use it now. Humiliated, I lower the toilet seat and sit down.

After that, I go to my bedroom to see if I had any clothes. Thanks to my wide hips and ass, all my shorts still managed to stay on, even if my overall height was so much smaller. My shirts on the other hand didn’t fit that well.

Thanks to these unreasonably seized tits, every shirt I own becomes a sorta crop top, leaving my entire stomach revealed. I decided to just go with it and started putting on extra socks to try and make my shoes fit.

Once I was dressed I went back to the park to find any sort of clues or lead about the woman or the incident, but there was nothing, and I couldn’t ask anyone as they’d think I was crazy or something worse.

Defeated I went back to my home. I started doing research trying to find out anything. I ended up chatting online with a historian who was very knowledgeable of old mythical creatures and we began to talk about my situation.

At the time he hadn’t heard of anything like my case, saying it sounded like a werewolf attack, but they didn’t have sex with their victims. He told me he’d look into it and do everything he could to help me out.

Nearly a month passed since then and I hadn’t heard anything from him. Out of the blue, he sent me an urgent message claiming he thinks he figured it out. He sent me a bunch of pictures from old books about a female werewolf.

Except it wasn’t an actual werewolf, it was a curse. The curse turns the cursed person into a big busty woman, and every month on the full moon the cursed would transform into a were-woman, and begin her hunt.

The difference between the were-woman curse and normal werewolves was that were-women hunted for sex. Her sexual instincts would take over and she’d go and have sex with every man she encountered.

She wouldn’t be able to stop until the full moon goes away. He went on to explain that there was no way to break the curse, instead it could only be passed on. Which is how I seemed to have gotten it.

He told me there was only one way to pass the curse on. While I was a were-woman I had to sleep with a hundred men in one night and not cum once until I slept with the one-hundredth man, if I could make it that far, all I had to do was bite his neck.

I gulped, there was no way I could do that. Getting fucked by one hundred men and not cum seems impossible. No wonder that woman was so excited when she did it. It probably took her forever to do it.

I didn’t want to sleep with any men, but according to my friend, I’ll be wanting to by the end of the night. He said I could just lock myself up, it’ll be a horny mess the whole time, but I won't sleep with anyone, of course, though I’d stay stuck like this.

So I prepare for my first and hopefully only night in this were-woman form. I sit in my bedroom and wait for the full moon to come out. A few seconds after it came out I felt my body changing, from head to toe.

Much like the previous woman, my arms and legs were covered in fur, my tits had pasties made of fur on them, hell even my pussy was covered in it. A tail and set of ears grew on my body and my normal ears became pointed elf ears.

A few minutes after that I felt my new animal instincts and cravings emerge. My body began to heat up, more so in my crotch and I started fantasizing about men. I ripped off my clothes and ran out the door.

The first man I found I begged him to have sex with me, and he took me to a back ally and dropped his pants. He pushed me onto the back of a small dumpster and shoved his cock into my ass.

This was my first time having anal and having sex as a woman, scratch that a were-woman. It was so good and I felt so great that I didn’t even notice my hands moving on their own. They made their way down to my pussy and I started masturbating.

So while I was getting pounded in the ass I was jerking off to it. If it didn’t feel so good I’d die of embarrassment. I cummed several times and didn't realize it until the man shot his load up my ass.

Once the man left I looked at the mess I made, I knew it was bad, but I couldn’t care at the moment. I just went on to the next guy. By the end of the night, I’d sucked twenty cocks, gotten anal thirteen times, and had my pussy plowed ten times.

I woke up naked in a completely different back alley. Every hole I had was sore and I was covered in sticky white cum, and the smells coming from me were almost disgusting. I sat up and looked down.

I still had my female body, but I no longer had all the were-woman features. So that means I didn’t pass the curse on last night. So now I have to wait until next month before I get to try again.

I make my way home somehow not getting caught being naked, and I get on my computer. I told my friend the historian who was helping me about the night. I even explained that I couldn’t stop myself from playing with myself, which made it impossible to not cum.

He told me he’d look into it, and by the time I returned from showering he sent me more information. It takes decades for were-woman to mature and gain more control while transformed.

I gulped, decades? I couldn’t spend that long like this. He then went on to say there was another problem that might concern me. I hesitated to open the message when he sent it, but I did, and it was horrible news.

The were-woman curse makes the cursed person immortal and keeps them young for as long as they hold the curse. So there is no way out of this, other than passing on the curse.

The worst part of it all, is I only get one day a month to attempt it. So the rest of the month I’m stuck living life as a super sexy and busty woman. A month was hard enough, but how was I supposed to live years or even decades like this?

I need to pass this curse on quickly, but how do I do that when I turn into a mindless horny mutt. I lean my head on my desk and sigh. I guess I have no choice but to live like this until I get rid of it. Perhaps I can get more control by having sex while not in the were-woman form?